09/03/2023
CHILDREN IN HEAVEN
I spoke to a robin
who visits my tree
I told him I thought
you were waiting for me
he shook his soft head
and much disagreed
‘the children in heaven
are happy, you see.
They know of no fear
they feel no regret
they spend the days wrapped
in a blissful forget.
they’re loved very much
by your ancestors all
and they run around playing
with sticks and a ball.
And the only time
children in heaven seem sad
is when they look down
on the life that they had
and the people they love
feel no longer alive
even though it’s not their time
to travel this side.
So chin up, said Robin
let no more tears fall
your child is quite free
with his sticks and his ball
and he's in no great rush
to see you just yet
you’ve life still to live
and more memories to get
And time may pass slowly
here on the ground
but in heaven it’s moments
and will quickly come round
so let the world turn
and let everything be
the children in heaven
are happy, you see’.
Donna Ashworth
(Dear all, I have written this poem to raise funds for The James Bulger Memorial Trust.
If you buy the print to download, every penny goes there ❤️ Link in comments x)
